While some have questioned whether my stories and adventures should be under the category of Loving Wives, I will point out that I am a loving wife. I am also a horny, oversexed wife, whose husband initiated our unorthodox lifestyle. While I initially agreed to have sex with other men, and in some instances women, it is always done with the knowledge and assisted planning of my husband. While my experiences have been physically and emotionally rewarding for me (since I am not all that attractive, and in my early fifties, do not have the body that men used to watch, and I have a lot of insecurities). Having men find me desirable is a tonic to my ego and emotional state. I have found it somewhat addictive. I think the psychological reward is better than the physical. In any event, we'll save the psychological analysis for later, suffice it to say that after a couple of years, and almost a dozen encounters, both John and I still pursue our pleasures with as much anticipation and subsequent reward as we did when we first ventured down this path.
All that being said, this is an incident that occurred just last week. We belong to a private Country Club, and over the years have met and established many friendships. Some of our neighbors and work associates also belong to the same club (being the only one in a small town). Several months ago we met a couple at a "New Member Reception". They had just moved to the community, and joined the club for golf, as most have done. Rick and Janet were in their mid-forties. Rick was about 5.10" a little on the heavy side, perhaps 195 or 200. His wife Janet was a shorter brunette, medium build, cute and very outgoing. We had run into them a couple of time dining at the club on Friday nights. John and I both sensed something about them that indicated they may be a little flirtatious, Rick certainly was. John and I discussed the possibility that one or both may be interested in an extra-sexual relationship. While the emphasis has always been for me to seduce the man, if the situation ever occurred where the wife was aware what was going on between her husband and me, and John usually stayed with the wife to diver her attention away from me and her husband, it might happen that the wife would want to participate as well. If that were the case, John was certainly encouraged to involve himself with the wife to the extent see was willing.
When we are planning an event I always wear a skirt and low cut blouse, or button up blouse for easy access, and depending on the plan, I sometimes wear panties and a bra (if I am going to seduce a man under the guise of being slightly intoxicated, and not fully responsible for what was going to happen. If I were bra-less and wearing no panties, it may be a little had to convince him this was an accident). Tonight I am not wearing panties; have on thigh high stocking with a lace top, and no bra. I will flirt and come on as much as the situation allows, but am prepared to expose it all.
Shortly after we arrive at the club we head to the bar, get a table that is as secluded as possible, select our seat and wait for our guests to arrive.
When they arrive, I insure Rick has a chair that has been pre-selected where I can flash my pussy without it being obvious to his wife, or any of the others in the bar.
During drinks and conversation, I turn my chair to Rick as we engage in conversation, while John and Janet have done the same across the table.
I intentionally have my skirt extra high, since my legs are not in view by Janet I cross and uncross my legs several time, raising my skirt higher each time until the top of my thigh high stockings and the lace is showing. Rick is gazing down every time I turn or cross my lets. The chairs at the table are arm chairs, and there are wooden supports between the legs. I use the supports on Ricks chair to rest my feet. My knees were elevated and with a little effort it was a simple matter to feign twisting in my seat to reach my drink, and in the process spread my legs and give him a look.
After two viewings, both of which Rick watched with no effort to hide, he motions to the bar, and suggest I go to the bar with him. The two of us moved to the bar allowing John a little time with Janet, Rick has already taken the bait, and is definitely interested.
At the bar I have him sit to my left. Due to the way a woman's blouse buttons, it is easier to let my blouse open by turning my shoulder down, and exposing my right tit. Blouses usually do not open on the left side as much. Anyway at the bar I turn toward him, resting my right elbow on the bar, giving him an uninterrupted view.
Naturally his eyes went right to my tit. Both he and I knew what he was looking at. Soon he can no longer sit there and make small talk, he needs to take advantage of the opportunity or lose it.
He leaned forward and said, "Earlier I couldn't help but notice I you are not wearing panties. I would like to eat your pussy. If you're willing, follow me."
Rick stood up and watched to see my reaction. I looked over at John and Janet who were in a discussion and oblivious to us. I picked up my glass of wine, took a big sip, looked up at Rick with a smile and slid of the bar stool. I followed Rick thru the bar and out the back door of the club. As we were going down the stairs he ran his hand over my ass...
At the foot of the stairs is the cart path, and on the other side, behind a hedgerow is a bench. He guided me around the hedgerow to the bench. When I got in front of it, he raised my skirt to my waist and tells me to sit on the bench.
I sit bare-assed on the edge of the bench, leaned back and spread my legs.
He knelt in front of me and started to lick my pussy. He's using the fingers of his hands to part the lips, giving him full access. I put my hands on either side of his held to help direct him, and control the pressure.
Since he is busy and can't talk, I talked to him as he licked my pussy.
"That's it. Lick my pussy." I tell him.
He responds with a muffled, "Ah Huh...." As he continued to lick the length of my pussy.
"Suck my clit...Suck it.... Ohhhh yes, that's good, suck it and bite it.....That feels good..........Keep it up.... Do it harder............Yeah, that's it, suck it harder......."
As I talked he continued responding in the affirmative, acknowledging his eagerness to please as he began licking harder.
"Okay now.......stick I tongue in my cunt......fuck me with my tongue......."
He parted my lips further, and rammed his tongue in my cunt as far as he could, and began to move it in and out, and around.
By this time I had taken my hands from his head, opened my blouse and begun to squeeze my tits.
"Ohhhh yeah........that's it.......fuck ......fuck me......."
Between fucking me with his tongue, he occasionally licked my clit.
